Chapter 38 If our places were swapped that day, would the ending be different now?
"……teacher."
Looking at his palms, which were much thinner than they would be a few years later, Chu Zihang raised his head and looked at the front seat: "Is this... a dream of ours?"
The attack of the monster outside the window brought a familiar smell, storms and showers, iron blood and death.
There seems to be some kind of secret hidden in the dark night. Even if you stare at it for a little longer, inexplicable inspiration will invade your brain, forcing others to recognize and understand content that is beyond the scope of human intelligence.
This kind of "abnormality" can even allow hybrids with high blood purity to enjoy enlightenment similar to the secret words of the Dragon King, forcing them to enter a state of bloodline awakening.
The interrupted memory is resumed at this time.
Chu Zihang never thought that after entering the singularity according to the college's guidance, he would encounter this situation...
This body is still the same as when he was in middle school when he was fifteen years old.
Everything in front of me was almost the same as that rainy night in my memory.
If it weren't for the heart of the candle dragon beating in his chest, and the words of the divine name represented by Miao'er... Chu Zihang would have almost thought that he had gone back to the past, and that his soul had descended on the self that still didn't understand anything.
"Dream?"
Bu Shun turned his head and looked at the dense crowd of dead guards outside the car window, raised his eyebrows and said: "The enemy in front of you, the father in front of you... aren't all of this true?"
Chu Zihang looked at his father in the rearview mirror, and there seemed to be a flame slowly rising in his chest.
The number of deadpools is still increasing. These undead souls surround several people in the car, making strange hoarse sounds in their throats.
Apart from coming up and slapping the car, they did not take the initiative to attack. They kept circling the Maybach like a pack of wolves surrounding their prey.
'What on earth is this...'
Chu Tianjiao's eyes became heavier and heavier.
Not only because of the endless enemies outside, but also because of the son who suddenly seemed to have changed drastically in the back seat.
The mixed race is ignorant of the sky of this world. With his knowledge, he cannot understand the current situation.
Although Chu Tianjiao is an "S-class hybrid" from Kassel Academy, the so-called bloodline rating only represents the power he possesses. His vision cannot exceed the limits of the hybrid group, let alone truly touch...
"God".
Raising his left hand, Bu Shun said meaningfully:
"In this world, the strong have the right to choose their own 'truth'. In other words, what matters is not what happened in the past, but what you want."
No need to wait, no need to regret, because everything can be undone!
"Zihang, do you know what you should do now?"
Chu Zihang was silent for a long time and nodded vigorously.
The truth or falsehood of this world is not important. What is important is... the scenes of the past reappeared before his eyes. How could he escape from his father again if he had to do it again?
I saw Chu Zihang clasping his hands together, and the formed electric light immediately flashed on his fingertips.
He held his right hand empty and pulled it to the right.
A long Japanese sword with a scabbard engraved with seals was immediately held by Chu Zihang by the handle and brought into the car from the palm of his left hand.
It was just the familiar shape and size of the long knife that made Chu Tianjiao momentarily stunned.
The man's left hand held the long black knife stuck in the door next to the driver's seat. The familiar touch of Murasame, the sacred sword, gave him some peace of mind. But Chu Tianjiao finally couldn't help shouting: "Son, you
Is this the knife in your hand?"
"Murasame, the Murasame you left for me."
Chu Zihang was no longer silent and raised his neck, "No matter what happens next, dad, just listen to me."
At this moment, in Chu Tianjiao's eyes, the boy's eyes seemed to be shining with bright golden flames. The never-extinguishing golden pupils replaced the young man's gentle black eyes, exuding the ultimate majesty that made people speechless.
In just a short moment, the ungrown child in a man's memory turned into a lion king sitting on the throne, with convincing confidence and power in every word and action.
"Senior brother, if it's just a fight, I can also help!"
Lu Mingfei beside him also changed from timid to wild. The contrast before and after was like a cat turning into a panther.
He raised his hand, knocked on the window of the Maybach, and looked at the monsters outside the window who had been taught in theory classes but had never actually met him, "If it's just Deadpool, let alone my senior brother, even I can handle it.
"
Chu Tianjiao didn't know why this boy suddenly became so confident, and he couldn't understand the indifference in his tone.
Deadpool is the end point of the hybrid species after crossing the critical blood limit and bloodline going berserk. Although he lost his mind, he also gained extremely powerful physical and mental resistance at the cost.
Even if Chu Tianjiao had an "S-level" bloodline and an invincible "Time Zero", he would not dare to ignore the countless number of deadpools.
How dare this boy say such words so lightly?!
"Uncle, we are very - very strong!"
Feeling the power he could mobilize now, Lu Mingfei laughed: "Look! Senior brother, now we all have the power to change the past! Whether it is pain or sadness, we can transcend it!"
As long as they are strong enough!
Now Lu Mingfei really likes this kind of simple relationship without getting involved with others. The worst is death. No matter what conspiracy the enemy has, I will punch him!
After listening to Lu Mingfei's words, Chu Zihang, who had always been serious about words, actually smiled.
This time, I won't run away!
The scabbard that sealed Murasame decomposed during the refining reaction, revealing an unknown blade full of cracks. Chu Zihang held this weapon that was a little uncoordinated compared to his body and easily pierced the left car door.
The Maybach's furious speed instantly cut in half the Deadpool on the left who had no time to avoid it!
Then he pressed the car lock, opened the door, and uttered low and majestic words.
The end of the scarf around the neck tilted up like a snake under the bright electric light in the air, and the wild and wild realm like thunder expanded through the vehicle and released to the surroundings:
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It is no longer as dark and turbid as it used to be, but now the Jun Yan flames are so bright that they are almost blinding.
The flames in the shape of a sun wheel instantly swallowed up the broken bodies lingering around the vehicle, and the downpour of rain also evaporated instantly at a temperature of more than 5,000 degrees. Even the water vapor was turned into plasma by this extreme high temperature, trapping them.
The rain curtain was completely torn apart!
With the gift of Constantine, the King of Bronze and Fire, as the bloodline evolved, "Jun Yan" also gained the majesty befitting a monarch who controls the root of fire.
The fire of the sun tearing through the darkness at this moment even made the Storm King chasing from a distance look at it sideways!
Under this overwhelming power, some of the shackles that bound Maybach were finally broken.
The Maybach stopped on a viaduct covered with foot-deep water. The car stereo was turned on at some point, and the explosive rock music was clearly audible amid the excitement of the rainy night:
"Livin' easy lovin' free season ticket on a one way ride"
"Askin' nothin' leave me be takin' everything in my stride"
"Don't need reason don't need rhyme"
"Ain't nothing I'd rather do"
"Goin' down party time my friends are gonna be there too"
"I'm on the highway to hell!!"
…
Pushing open the car door, Lu Mingfei stepped out of the Maybach, beating his hands to the rhythm.
The thin school uniform on his body was quickly soaked by the rain, but Lu Mingfei didn't care.
"Have your strength recovered a little since you came here..."
The black hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, unable to cover the red-gold eyes below. He stretched out his arms and shoulders, shook his head left and right, and the black saw blades on his arms were spinning and buzzing.
non-stop.
With one heartbeat after another, the boy's thin body gradually became stronger, and his head suddenly jumped up.
Naturally, the junior high school uniform could not withstand such a huge change, and it soon turned into something like a tight vest that stretched over his body, which made Lu Mingfei a little troubled.
Fortunately, Chu Zihang, who got off the car from the left side, reached out and patted him, and the rainwater and torn clothes turned into a coat and boots that fit his figure in the electric light.
The same alchemical reaction also kept appearing in Chu Zihang's own body.
It was as if several years had been compressed into a few seconds. Under his exquisite control, the boy's growing body was reorganized and optimized into the body he was familiar with.
The power of dragon blood and thunder flowed back and forth in the body. Chu Zihang stood with a knife, looking down at the demons that had not been turned into ashes by the king's flames. He was now like a real king, with fire in his breath
With Lei Ting, his cold eyes were filled with the absolute right of life and death, aloof and arrogant.
The exciting music continues:
"Live calmly and peacefully, love without restraint, and the one-way journey is gone forever."
"Don't ask anything, just leave me alone, bring everything, and let me take my stride."
"No reason, no rhyme"
"I'd rather do nothing"
"Go on, it's party time, my friends will be there too"
"I'm on the road to hell!"
…
“Hell’s Highway” by AC/DC.”
"The album was released on July 27, 1979. Don't you think this is a song that is very in line with the current situation?"
Chu Tianjiao, who was somewhat confused, held Cun Yu tightly and walked out of the car. He listened to the man in white who was like a ghost and had no footsteps beside him, smiling and speaking, his eyes numb.
Maybe as he said, they broke into this hell highway.
He received too much stimulation tonight, whether it was the sudden appearance of a group of dead waiters or his son's golden eyes opening up and killing everyone, Chu Tianjiao felt like a dream.
A huge sense of dislocation wrapped around him like a snake, causing him to lose even the ability to speak.
He looked at the figure in front of him holding a familiar yet unfamiliar knife, as if coming out of his imagination of the future, and couldn't help but ask:
"What is waiting for us at the end of hell?"
The night was really dark, and the visibility was so low that he couldn't see the road signs clearly even with the car lights on. He didn't know where they were driving now. But the rain hadn't stopped yet, and those monsters hadn't left yet, even if they were far away.
There seems to be a faint light everywhere...
A deeper chill suddenly crawled up Chu Tianjiao's back.
That...is not a light!!
It was a light that revealed warmth, solemnity and grandeur, penetrating through the darkness and rain, and actively approaching them. In the dimness, there was a vague hallucination-like neighing of horses, as if there was thunder in the mouth, and the roar was pouring out lightning, making
It's hard for people to imagine how huge it really is.
——The rain has become heavier.
Bu Shun stretched out a finger, and an almost continuous stream of rain passed through his fingertips, leaving empty marks.
The shower embraces the entire space, and outside the rain is boundless darkness. The world is isolated at this moment. They stand here alone, fighting against the gods who control the rain, the sky, and the world.
But Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, standing side by side in front of him, could not see the slightest trace of fear.
Raindrops flowed from the corners of his eyes like tears. Chu Zihang's fingertips slowly wiped Murasame's blade, feeling the stinging sensation of those cracks on his skin.
The day that has been haunting him like a nightmare from beginning to end is right now, right in front of him.
The opportunity that he had imagined countless times in his dreams has arrived. The boy and his father have swapped places...the protected one has become the guardian in this fleeting dream.